Lady Melissa let out a yawn, her eyes filled with tears that were threatening to fall- which was because of the yawn that she just had earlier, but before she could use her hands to brush off the tears in her eyes, somebody else had done so, and that somebody else was Duke Gaston.
Lady Melissa had just exited the carriage, and she was sleepy, she had sensed someone's presence, but she didn't know that it was Duke Gaston of all people.
Though the moment he had even laid a hand on her face, or any part of her body for that matter, her instincts had kicked in, as did her fast reflexes, punching the man in the gut.
